09.16.08
Enroute on an airplane….
As I sit here writing on my flight to Melbourne, stuck beside some arrogant person who has decided that sitting in the centre seat entitles you to take up both arm rests and make it ridiculously uncomfortable for me to type, I already wish I had a well-enough to do job that my company would fly me business on domestic flights….. but alas, I don’t see that happening anytime soon I think….
Besides that, Jules and I have started to more passionately connect of late, on many levels (most of which I’m not going on in detail on this blog!), but what I’ve found most intriguing is that after enjoying the various phases of our relationship, we’re talking more openly and honestly with each other, we’re understanding of each other needs more and we’re making inroads into sharing our lives with each other, and forging a relationship that I’m really starting to see will go the distance.
For I’m starting to see that it’s not just the ‘what we both like’s’ that make this thing work, it’s the intrinsic and symbiotic balance that you create with another human being, accepting fatal flaws, but also relishing in their imperfection that makes your relationship tangible, honest, flawed and, in every sense of the word, perfect.
I can definitely start to see that we are starting to form our own ideals on the world, views that were possibly at times opposing are now more bound together, we have our interests, while still keeping the personal traits that define us and keep our individual spirit alive.
So as I sit here on the plane to Melbourne, and wonder ‘what now’, I’m starting to see that there’s a whole lot more out there, and while the future is unknown, and therefore at times for me scary, there’s every reason to see that my life is happening each and every day, and the relationship that I have is really going to go the distance.
Moving onto somewhat simpler topics. We soon head off to Vietnam and Thailand for three weeks of cycling and general frivolity. After launching from Bangkok after a duo-night stay where we will unfurl, relax and generally enjoy our last moments of warm showers, working toilets and modern facilities, we’ll be plunging ourselves into the darkness of varying routes, inclement weather, lean-to’s, pit toilets and 70km’s of hard cycling in some of the worlds most challenging conditions for 17 days.
And neither of us can wait…
While our trip last year to Europe was the trip of excess, the extra kilos added to my waistline would not budge for several months, and that largesse was not only uncomfortable, it was plain unsightly and has meant that my wardrobe hasn’t changed a single piece (barring one very nice suit) since last year. However this year after this trip, that’s all going to change. As our waist lines have been shrinking (and let me just say that Jules is looking *fine* of late…. Seriously!), the summer of 2008 will be the time for renewal, replenishment and indulgence on an entirely different scale to what we enjoyed in Europe. We’re swapping Bratwurst for Bally, Lounging for Luis Vuitton (sp?) and Carbohydrates for Class (god, those were awful!).
This is all, of course, after I get my pay rise J
My work conditions continue to yo-yo out of control. Every day I come into the office and something significant has changed, a staff member has been made redundant, new roles are starting up and our change programme is starting to fire on all cylinders. The flow-on effect of this I’m starting to see as I’m part and parcel of this little change-extraordinaire, but I can’t help but thing that there are many out there who don’t yet know what’s coming, and don’t realise that their plot could very well be changing in ways they hadn’t considered over the next 12 months. For real change to happen, every person must see that they have to do something different, yet every day I see people who will not accept that their universe at work is about to be different, and the need to change in this economic climate is mandatory. But alas, I have no idea why I’m talking about work today……
My final words for the day are about that social networking phenomenon, Facebook, and in particular, my concern that most of my friends have listed 200+ people in their Facebook profile as ‘friends’ …. Now let’s get serious people, how the fuck do you keep up with that many people. Personally I think that the number should be removed altogether, it just encourages people to doll up every person they every saw or spent 5 minutes with and add them in and therefore allow them access to a world that, honestly, most people outside those that you actually like, couldn’t give a fuck about. So I did what no persona in the history of Facebook has ever done (or at leats I believe so). I culled my numbers back. And let me tell you, it felt great. I ditched all the wankers that I met on our European holiday tour, dropped those that I’ve travelled to other countries with but will never get the chance to keep in contact with, and kept those in who I actually spent time with and enjoy the company of and will make a concerted effort to see when I travel overseas.
So to Joe, Natanya, Chris, Paul, Lauren and the few others who I’ve met travelling overseas who I still have listed on my profile, you’re always welcome at my house when you arrive in beautiful Sydney. The rest, find your own fucking accommodation….. J
Adam said,
September 18, 2008 at 15:37
Oops Jase, I deleted your comment
Mel said,
September 21, 2008 at 18:05
I hope the accommodation bit extends to yr Aussie friends cause I was planning to crash there, hmmmm…. in say… ah… December
Adam said,
September 22, 2008 at 12:33
You’re more than welcome to babe….. only problem is, we’ll be in Brisbane most of the time.. and then we’re off to Melbourne for NYE
But let me know the details
Adam
Mel said,
September 22, 2008 at 14:39
Oh thanks Hun :). I really have no idea but would be great to catch up some time. I’ll get yr number from you one day and text you when we actually get to leave here for more than five minutes… ahhhh. M